Lovingly Obsessed

By: Aubrie1234

The morning after Nancy disappeared the Hardy brothers had as well. No one knew where they were, but a few speculated that Frank had something to do with it, the trial barely a day ago. The phone messages Nancy had left on Bess' phone made it even more urgent to find the three, if only to find out what happened to the poor girl. It was when the search reached the woods by the mountains that things took a much darker turn. A sack filled with bones was found on the side of the road, along with a note. It was signed by the Pouncer.

Have fun trying to identify this. read the note. Instantly DNA tests were being made and police began to comb the woods, hoping to catch the Pouncer. Until they could identify the remains (which could take up to 2 weeks), they had no idea who the criminal had murdered and why. They only hoped it wasn't one of the missing detectives, and yet, there were a few who believed it was. Those were the people who knew the real Frank, the ones who knew he would stop at nothing to keep Joe secret and safe. And this made them wonder if Frank truly was the Pouncer, but as they had no proof, who would believe them?

Joe hadn't heard Frank leave or return, only drying himself off and dressing again. Entering the kitchen, he paused upon seeing Frank, déjà vu flowing through them both.

"Just got out of the shower?" Frank noted Joe's still damp hair. The blond nodded. He had tried to get rid of the arousal to no avail, it being made worse with seeing his brother again. He may have been sexually attracted to Frank, but he wasn't sure if he loved him.

"There's some food in the fridge if you want any. There are also cans and drinks in the cupboards." Joe nodded again and went to the fridge. Inside were foods you would normally see in any fridge, nothing strange, as he had expected. Hesitantly, feeling Frank watching him, Joe grabbed a red apple and closed the door. Frank nodded his head to the left.

"Faucet's under the window." Joe didn't move.

"You know a lot about this place. Have you been here often?"

"Maybe." The raven-haired man's eyes moved downwards, stopping below the belt. Joe blushed.

"Are you that desperate?" Frank looked up again to meet his eyes.

"No, but you might want to control yourself."

"I tried."

"There are other ways to get rid of an erection, not just a cold shower." Joe's blush grew deeper.

"I-I know that!" he stomped over to the sink, "I just prefer not to do it!" With the water running, he didn't hear Frank come up behind him. The only indication he had was feeling his brother's breath flow against the back of his ear.

"I'm not going to do anything harmful." he rested his hands on Joe's hips, "If you want to get rid of it, you have to trust me." The younger's breath had hitched when Frank's hands had landed, dropping the apple into the sink as he froze.

"D-does this-?"

"Involve sex? Not really." Frank grabbed one of Joe's wrists gently, "Just massage yourself until you come."

"I-I told you I tried!"

"You didn't try hard enough." The younger's sense went into overdrive as his brother began to kiss him behind the ear, rub his hip, and hold his hand. It was made even worse when Frank's leg pushed in between his, rubbing against his inner thighs and bulge. It made him shiver uncontrollably.

"W-w-what are you-?" Joe was practically breathless at how Frank was touching him.

"If I don't work you up, then it'll be harder for you to release." the elder explained, "I promise not to go any farther than this, not unless you want me to." Pressed up against his brother, the younger felt the need to have sex with him very badly, but resisted. He wasn't going to have sex, not until he could sort his feelings out. Frank then let go of his wrist and began rubbing his other hip, kicking his senses into another overdrive.

"Just tell me and I'll stop." he added. The blond could only nod, unable to think clearly for the most part. But what his brother was doing was certainly working, making his pants tighter every second.

"S-stop!" Joe finally gasped. Frank pulled away, forcing his brother to grip the counter for support.

"Do you need-?"

"NO!" Joe shouted. Frank's eyes narrowed, even though Joe couldn't see him, "I-I'm fine." He swallowed thickly before shakily standing and making his way to the bathroom.

The elder smiled. It hadn't taken long or much to push Joe over the edge. He wondered how long his brother would last in bed. And when he heard Joe's moans, he felt as if they were music to his ears; except the shout from before had rattled him, though he wouldn't admit it. And he knew he didn't have much time. Once the cabin was found and the remains identified, they were done for. He had to claim Joe before then, but he had promised not to break his brother's boundaries. So, as much as he hated it, Frank knew he had to wait. Going to the bedroom (their bedroom, there was only one he wanted Joe to have access to), he went to the dresser and grabbed a new pair of boxers for his brother, knowing the blond would need them. He also noted to get the laundry started and the mop out, if this was how some days were going to be spent.

"Joe?" he knocked on the door of the bathroom, "I've got some boxers for you. I'll clean the mess up later, don't worry."

"L-leave them, please." came the muffled reply, "I-I need a little more rest." Nodding, Frank left the boxers in front of the door. He knew that Joe would get even angrier at him if he came in. Besides, he had to go shut off the water and put the uneaten apple away.

On the other side, Joe was shaking. He hadn't realized until now how touchy his brother was. And doing all of that to help him get rid of his erection? It was more like he was getting him ready for sex. Honestly, though, he only felt a little scared, which surprised him. Was he really as in love with Frank as he suspected? He reached out a shaking hand to touch the now-sticky, slick white floor. Joe just didn't know anymore. He licked his finger, clearing it of the white that had stuck. It was strange for him to taste himself, but with his brother around, he might as well in case he had to taste himself again.

Bad thoughts. Derail. Reset. said his mind. His body was going too far ahead, he knew. But would he reign it in or allow himself to go ahead with what he so badly wanted? Was he finally ready to get over Iola? It had only been a few hours and two 'encounters' with his brother, but Joe strangely felt he was able to get over her now. However, he didn't want to. That would mean he would be giving himself into Frank, ripping away his virginity. He also had the creepiest feeling that Death was hanging over his head, ready to pounce.

And there was also the troubling thought of how easily Frank was taking this. It was as if he was used to it, as if he had sex before. Joe shuddered, hoping that wasn't true for some odd reason. Did he want to get revenge by taking Frank's virginity, if he even had it anymore? Possibly, as childish as he was. Well, he was the childish brother, so it should have been natural. But did that mean Frank was lying? Did he only bring Joe here to have sex? Then why lie about it? Well, the blond could understand, as it was crazy to think of brothers making love with each other.

Anger bubbled up inside him as he thought about it more. Oh, Frank would have a painful night for lying to him. Very painful indeed...

They had found the cabin, but dared go no closer, only looking through binoculars. They had no idea if anyone was inside and if it was the Pouncer, then they didn't want to risk the death of prisoners. There was one thing they hadn't expected, though.

Much to their surprise, Frank appeared in one of the windows, looking at them. They tried to signal to him, to ask if he was okay, but he did something none of them expected. He gave a smile that sent chills down their spines as he slid a finger across his neck, a knife held loosely in his hand. The knife, despite its sharpness, hadn't nicked him, but the sliding motion had unnerved them greatly. Until they understood why Frank had done that, they didn't go closer. It wasn't as if they had been planning to anyway.

The elder Hardy chuckled as he closed the curtains. He had seen the fright in their eyes, which is what he had wanted. It wasn't a surprise to him that the police had found the cabin so soon. But they wouldn't storm it, not now. He had seriously spooked them. Putting the knife back in his special drawer (which was locked away from Joe's curious hands), he went to check on his brother. This time, they met in the hall, his brother having cleaned himself up. He was surprised at the angry look Joe was giving him, raising an eyebrow in response.

"You lied to me." Frank's eyes narrowed.

"About what?"

"You only brought me here to have sex, I'm guessing. There's no threat, is there?"

"...As clichéd as it is, you wouldn't understand." Joe's temper ignited.

"What do you mean by that?! You've deliberately kidnapped and lied to me! You're trying to rape me, d*mnit!" Before he knew it, he found himself slammed against the wall, his brother's hand on his throat. Fear struck through him when he saw Frank's cold, unfeeling eyes.

"Little brother," Frank hissed, "I would never do that. I've been truthful to you so far, so why do you think I've lied?" He kissed Joe fiercely, but didn't force his way in. Joe's eyes widened, then closed as he kissed back. He realized he could turn this situation into revenge, but did he want to? Frank could have been telling the truth or lying, not to mention his eyes. Joe didn't know anymore. He didn't flinch when he let Frank enter his mouth, quickly realizing he was fighting a losing battle. His brother was definitely more experienced at this and going much farther was virgin suicide. He pulled away with a gasp, panting to get his breath back. But Frank's cold eyes were still on him, silently asking Joe to answer. The younger gave no response, retreating to his room. This time he had been too overcome with anger to let an erection appear, but it did pose a question.

Why wouldn't Frank tell him what was going on, why were they hiding here? It made no sense and it didn't look like he was going to get anything out of his older brother anytime soon.

I hope you like this chapter! Sorry if I've made any mistakes, which I probably have. I'm thinking of doing a series of song-based drabbles after this, all in the Psycho-Lover!Frank AU. Anyway, Please Read & Review!